XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments   
   From: clickety6@gmail.com   
      
   On 2 Mar 2005 13:51:26 -0800, "Will Dockery"    
   wrote:   
      
   >Rapscallion wrote:   
   >> On 2 Mar 2005 11:48:08 -0800, "Will Dockery"    
   >> wrote:   
   >>   
   >> >Not interested. I have enough risks to my health with the sluts I   
   >ball   
   >> >here in Shadowville, already.   
   >>   
   >> Perhaps you should spend a bit more on a higher class of hooker?   
   >> Although judging by your "poetic" output, quantity is obviously of   
   >> more importance to you than quality.   
   >>   
   >> Also, if you could refrain from referring to women as sluts, skanks,   
   >> whores and cows, you might even find a poor, desperate soul who will   
   >> give you a quickie for free (or at least the cost of few tequilas to   
   >> blunt the pain and shame).   
   >   
   >I never mentioned paying the hookers,   
      
   I just assumed you would have had to in such a small town or risk   
   being known as a bad john.   
      
   > although I prefer that, since   
   >that lessens the need for conversation and all that bullshit.   
      
   But "risking your health wth sluts".   
      
   And then the video of you stumbling about on stage, mumbling   
   incoherently and obviously suffering from some sort of neurological   
   disorder.   
      
   It all becomes clear!   
      
   Wilde! Joyce! Rimbaud! And soon Dockery!   
      
   (You know, to emulate the greats it is normally sufficient to copy   
   their writing style).   
      
      
   >   
   >> It seems to me that you're being eaten up with jealousy that the work   
   >> of these women you denigrate is more highly regarded than your own. I   
   >> can see why this would upset you. Perhaps you could channel your   
   >> frustration into a poem about the sadness of a man consumed by his   
   >own   
   >> envy. You could call it something snappy like The Autophagy of   
   >Sorrow.   
   >   
   >Seems you came in late, pal.   
      
   Not at all, matey-boy. Been following the soap opera that is rap for   
   many a-year. Seen lots of small-pond-big-fishes in my time. They come   
   and they go. Even popped a few of the self-inflating buggers myself.   
   :-)   
      
      
      
      
   I didn't want to disrupt your little love-in too much  so I'll let you   
   get back to your did-didn'ting and dull insult tossing.   
      
   What happened to all those people who knew how to have an intelligent,   
   funny flame war? Ah, for the good old days when the insults came in   
   poetic form!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)